we are bad boys

After Pengpeng's deep voice, the room instantly became quiet. He was the leader. Although his head was short of weight, he was no better than the others, but at this moment everyone was quite flustered. Speaking instinctively makes everyone feel dependent.

"What way?" Awl raised his head and asked.

Pengpeng gritted his teeth, stood up, smoked a cigarette, looked at the three of them with red eyes and said, "Chop it up for him!! Put it in a bag separately and throw it away!!"

"What??" The three raised their heads suddenly.

"Broken Corpse????" the deranged young man suddenly broke down and called out.

"This fucking is too perverted... We just said that we injured people and caused death. If you are willing to spend money, you may not be sentenced to death. If the corpse is dismembered, the nature of the crime will change. At least go to the court to fight. The nature is extremely bad, the means are extremely cruel, and it seriously endangers social security, so it is appropriate to shoot him!!" Awl stood up abruptly and cursed.

"Can you get rid of the ink?? It doesn't matter if it's shot or fucked in jail, tell me, which one can you tolerate??? Which one can you accept???" Qi Qi stared at the awl and asked tremblingly As he spoke, Awl pursed his lips, and groaned for a long time, but didn't reply again.

People are lucky. I have been around for so long, and I have never seen anyone who can be sentenced to more than ten years in prison. Will surrender himself! ! !

There are two endings for them. First, they are found by the police and then arrested on the spot. At this time, the cases on these people will definitely last more than ten years, and they may even be shot. Second, they resist arrest on the spot and are shot dead directly.

So when the matter of dismembering the corpse was brought up, it really scared Awl, Qi Qi and the pimple-faced young man.

But such a perverted and inhumane treatment method was unanimously approved after receiving only slight opposition...

After passing through, Pengpeng stood up and locked the door, then took out a few military stabs and a machete from the bag under the bed, and tremblingly said to everyone: "Come on... Let's fix it!!"

"Where... to start?" The pimple-faced young man was exhausted and covered in sweat. He was holding a machete, and his hands seemed to be unable to hold it, trembling non-stop.

"Start from here!!!" Qiqi gritted his teeth, picked up a machete, held the handle with both hands, stared fiercely at Wang Yiheng's body, paused for less than three seconds, and rushed Cut off the neck.

"puff!!!!"

Blood spurted out like a fountain! ! !

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm), the young man with a pimple on his face screamed like crazy, and then he kicked his legs, and passed out from fright.

"Ouch!!!" Awl looked at the neck that had been cut off in half, and vomited directly...

"You two trash, let's do it!!" Pengpeng's face turned pale with fright, but he still said something, bravely, forced himself, and started to dismember the corpse with Qiqi.

The following plot is too fucking heavy, so we won’t describe it. If you have to have a friend with a strong mentality and a strong taste, you can refer to the two movies "Chain Saw Murderer" and "Group of Corpses". .

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Downstairs, I waited all morning, but there were no customers. A few waiters were playing poker at the bar counter with newspapers spread out.

But just after noon, business came, and two trustees, with two outsiders, came to the bar, wearing bamboo sticks in waiter clothes, guiding the guests who were about to be slaughtered, ordered something, and then went to the bar. The warehouse on the first floor gets wine, but when I go in, I find that the fake Chivas Regal has been gone for 12 years, so I opened my mouth and asked, and the waiter who cut the fruit said: "Chivas Regal is gone?"

"There are upstairs in the warehouse!" Another waiter replied.

"Then I'll go up and have a look!!"

"Let me go, you don't know where to put it!!" The waiter said kindly.

"No, I just went upstairs to pee!!" Bamboo Stick bared his teeth and was about to go out.

"There's a toilet downstairs, why don't you use it?"

"It's too jb!!" The bamboo stick said with a smile, and ran up to the second floor.

The space on the second floor is not too big. There are four or five private rooms, which are not open to the public. They are all places where Pengpeng usually smokes ice, shoots guns and communicates with each other, so it is relatively clean.

The bamboo stick sauntered towards the warehouse, but when he passed by Pengpeng's room, he heard the sound of chopping bones coming from inside. When he grows up, it's not uncommon to kill a cow in the room.

"Boom!!"

Pushing open the door of the warehouse, bamboo sticks walked in, rummaged for a long time, took out a bottle of Chivas Regal from a box without a trademark, put it on the beer box, and then opened the door of the toilet casually and walked in ...

"Huh...!" The bamboo stick opened the door and was stunned for a moment, only to see that the toilet was as clean as fresh, but the urinal was all red, and the water was all red...

After he reacted, he smiled, didn't say a word, took out his penis to urinate, during this period, the sound of bone chopping next door became louder and louder, he frowned, straightened his trousers, carried Chivas Regal, He walked out suspiciously.

After closing the door of the warehouse, he stood at the door of Pengpeng with his ear attached, listening to the voices inside...

"Pfft... bang bang!!"

"This game shouldn't work!! I can't straighten my thighs!!"

"You don't know how to cut into the bone!!"

"My mother's blade was chopped off by a knife, and I can't even remove it. If only I had a chainsaw!!"

"Don't jbbb, I want to give you an atomic bomb, fuck!!"

"If you want to fix your thighs, I'll fix your arms!!"

"I come!!"

"Boom, boom, boom!!! Puchi, puchi!!!"

"**, I really can't fix it... just wait...!!"

Bamboo sticks lay at the door and listened carefully to the movement inside, but they still couldn't hear clearly intermittently, because when the people inside spoke loudly, they would obviously adjust the volume of their speech...

"What are you doing jb?? Arms, thighs, I'm creepy!" The bamboo stick held the wine, the more he couldn't hear it clearly, the more he wanted to hear it, so he slowly put his ear on the door.

But there seemed to be a sudden silence inside, and just as he was about to stop listening and was about to leave, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, which got closer and closer. He realized that it was not good, and took a step back abruptly, but it was too late Night.

"Boom!!"

The door was pulled open from the inside, and the bamboo stick was about to smile and talk, but the smile froze immediately...

Pengpeng put on a new suit neatly, stood in front of the door, and was about to go out when he saw the bamboo stick and froze in place with a frightened expression on his face.

But the bamboo stick followed his body and looked back, only to see that Qiquan was covered in blood, holding a palm, and putting it into a plastic bag...

"Uh...Brother Peng...a little hungry, isn't he?? The whole thing...so...do you want to cook hot pot? You guys are eating, I'll go downstairs to deliver the wine!!" The bamboo stick was stunned for a moment, then turned around I'm leaving.

"Peng!!" Pengpeng suddenly grabbed his neck and dragged him into the room with all his strength.

"Boom!!"

The door was closed by Pengpeng with his feet.